If I should die before I wake
To heaven then, my soul please take
For if I wake up still alive
I'll still wish that I'd have died
When life is lived but death is sought
Joyless then, life is for naught

Each morning I wake to the sun's bright light
Is another day begun in my pathetic life
And then each night in the dark I do lay
With tears in my eyes, for death I do pray

Jennifer Brill
4-2-01